Breakfast of Champions

We had discussed the idea of me waking him up with head many times, however I was always either too shy to do so or the timing just wasn’t right (usually had to rush off to work when staying over on a work night). Last weekend I was determined to be brave enough. It had been a long time since we played and I needed it badly.

I woke up next to him and rolled over to spoon. As I glanced down I noticed his morning wood. That was the encouragement I needed. I began running my hand up and down the length of his body, feeling him all over, taking it all in. With each stroke I let my hand get closer and closer to his cock.

In a sleepy moan, he rolled over to his side facing away from me, but pulling my into a big spoon/little spoon position. He clutched my hand to his chest and went back to sleep. I snuggled against him, content to be in his arms. He finally let go of my hand and I began rubbing him all over again, getting a little bolder with my hand.

I let my hand linger around his cock, feeling what I had access to. As I felt him twitch alive again he grabbed my hand and pulled it to his chest again. I took that as a hint to leave him alone and snuggled up to him again. I admit, I was a little annoyed, but was understanding and patient.

A few minutes later he woke up and I commented about the heat in the room. He told me to go take a cold shower. Annoyed, I asked him if he thought I needed to cool off in more ways than one. He chuckled and said no, but that he was dreaming that I was feeling him all over. I told him it wasn’t a dream, but he kept pulling my hand away so I took a hint.

He said he didn’t realize that he stopped me in his sleep because he very much wanted me to continue. I grinned mischievously at him as we both adjusted ourselves so that I had access to his cock. I began by just rubbing through his pajama shorts, until his cock got hard.

Once he was hard, I slipped my hand inside to rub through his boxers. I reached inside the flap and gently pulled out his cock. I rubbed and stroked for a bit, until I stated that I wanted to suck it. He said that I could and freed himself from his shorts.

I excitedly curled up next to him and bent my head. I kissed the tip, then softly ran my tongue around before lowering my mouth onto him. I was so happy to have his cock in my mouth again. I massaged my tongue around him, while beginning to suck and move my head up and down his shaft.

I was very enthusiastic in my efforts, as I desperately wanted to make him come and taste him. Once I got a steady rhythm, I picked up my pace and suction. I could tell he was getting close, and I oh so desperately wanted to switch my rhythm and technique so that I could keep going, but getting him to orgasm was my goal. He said between breaths that he was close and I kept up exactly what I was doing. He started gently grinding his hips into my face. I followed his rhythm and kept going.

I finally heard the words I have been wanting to hear since we started dating. He was coming. He moaned the sexiest of moans and shortly after I felt his sweet, hot liquid shoot into my mouth. As his orgasm slowed down, I slowed down, making sure to clean every last drop. I swallowed easily and moved up to cuddle him some more. He held me, and we thanked each other.

“Now, how about we go find something for you to eat other than come?” he said jokingly.

I smiled and told him that I just had the breakfast of champions, full of protein. We giggled and cuddled some more before getting up to get dressed and starting the day.

Thirst

We might have had a little bit too much wine, and I had to work the next morning. I didn’t care, and figured I could catch up on sleep the next night. All I wanted was to enjoy a night in with Andy. 

I cooked him dinner and we watched B-rated horror movies on netflix. The movies were terrible, but we had a blast adding our own commentary to the films. 

The first bottle of wine was drained fast. He convinced me to open the other. We drank that even faster. At one point my hand began resting on the crotch of his pants. I began to rub, feeling his hardness grow immediately. He inquired about my roommate being home, and I quickly shrugged it off. I could behave if she came out of her room, though I was pretty certain she would make herself scarce.

Eventually my hand worked itself into his shorts and I got a nice grip on his shaft. I twirled my index finger around the head, lingering on the frenulum where I did small, light circles. 

With his right arm around my shoulders and his left hand gently stroking my face and hand, I somehow manuevered my mouth onto his thumb. I began treating it like I would his cock; swirling, sucking, and massaging it with my tongue. His moans were steadily getting louder. 

Unable to take the teasing, he removed his thumb from my mouth and reached down to unzip. His cock was finally free, so I lowered my head and started by kissing his head. Slowly I lowered my mouth, covering the whole head. Swirling my tongue and sucking, I began to bob my head up and down. I had a terrible angle, so I was only able to attend to his head. 

I don’t remember much (or most) of the movie, but I do remember telling him at one point that the movie needed to end so we could go to my room. I don’t remember if we finished the movie, but eventually we landed in my room. 

After shutting the door, I flipped back the top blanket and walked around to the side that gives me the best cock sucking angle. By the time I got to my side, he was on my bed naked and waiting. 

To be continued…

Sneaky Fondle

It was getting late and I was ready to go back to his place. We were at my coworker’s place, where we had just wrapped up the board game we were playing. My coworker went to bed, leaving her husband to chat and visit with Andy and I. 

I snuggled next to Andy on the couch and he wrapped his left arm around me while holding my right hand with his, my arm stretched out across his lap. 

Coworker’s husband (we’ll call him CH) was setting up his new console while chatting with Andy, not paying too much attention to us. 

I began to run my hand up and down his thigh (not too far so as to be inappropriate, but enough to hint that I wanted to touch him). Still holding my hand, he surprised me by sliding it under his shorts, resting just shy of his cock. He released my hand and pulled his shorts down to cover my hand. 

They talked while I explored. I had a bad angle, so I wasn’t able to weild his dick in my hand. I was however, able to run my finger along the tip and up and down the shaft. 

I was feeling naughty and ready to play. To be honest, I had been ready all afternoon, but had behaved myself until now. He started to get hard and finally asked the magic question of if I was ready to go. 

CH was busy with his new game and hadn’t even noticed what I was up to. I slid my hand out of his shorts and stood up. Andy stood up after giving himself a slight adjustment. We gathered our things as we said goodbye and walked back to my car.

On the way back to Andy’s I gethered my courage and asked if he was up for a little fun before I had to get home. You know his answer was yes.  

Birthday Tease

After spending some time cuddling on his couch, we figured it was time to go for a dip. Once inside the hot tub house we stripped off all of our clothes. J got in first and I followed, taking his hand for support as I lowered myself in.

He floated over to the opposite side and I followed, sitting next to him. Using my right hand to keep myself somewhat still (as the water made me so buoyant), I wrapped my left hand around his already hard cock.

With a grin on my face I moved my hand up and down his length, my cunt tingling and clenching in needy anticipation. I leaned up and started kissing his neck, giving little nibbles and light sucks, then moving up to his lips where he kissed me back.

Letting go of his cock for the moment, I shifted my body so that I was straddling his lap, just as I had always fantasized. I kept up with the kisses, but this time grinding my pussy on his cock, feeling myself tingle with need with each poke of his cock.

With one arm wrapped around him for support, I used my free hand to spread my lips so that his cock could rub my clit. My muscles clenched even tighter, imagining his cock entering me for the first time in what was way too long.

He then sat up and set me on the hot tub bench and positioned himself in front of me. With the ledge supporting my neck, I wrapped my legs around him, his cock poking between between us. I loosened my grip and wiggled my hips so that his cock rested on my opening.

With one thrust he was inside me and my body relaxed around him. One pump and I gave him a squeeze. As he pulled back, I loosened my pussy grip. With his second thrust I held onto him again. One last third pump and he pulled himself out.

We kissed some more, while I said under my breath how good his cock felt inside me. Too soon we were both too hot to continue our play, so we got out and dried off. It may have just a tease, but it was just enough to give us that intimacy we desired, while being careful of being caught.

Pure Pleasure

The episode ended and we stayed there in each other’s arms. Neither of us wanted to get up to push play for the next episode. Throughout the show we had been slowly stripping each other until he was only in his thong, and I in my favorite red lingerie and panties.

I smiled with content, letting my hand travel all over him, still learning his body. I slid my hands lower, brushing his cock and feeling it twitch to alertness. I kept my hand in that area, rubbing him through the fabric of his thong. I gently cupped the balls and let my hand slide up the length of his growing hardness, circling my finger around the head and back down.

“Are you sure you want to do this tonight?” he asked carefully.

“Yes,” I said simply. I had thought about it very hard, and decided to live in the moment, taking what I could before he moved away. “Do you?” I asked even more cautiously, afraid of what his answer might be.

“I do, but I really want to wait, save it for when you come visit me in the new place,” he answered just as hesitantly.

“Who knows when that will be? Besides, even if we don’t have sex, we can do other things,” I answered desperately.

“Oh, very true, there are other things,” he said as he smiled and sat up. He shifted himself so that he now faced me in all my half naked glory.

He started running his hand all over my body, up and down my stomach, around my arms, and stopping at my breasts. He bent his head down and took my right nipple into his mouth, sticking and nibbling. He bit a little bit harder and I moaned halfway between pleasure and pain.

“Ahhh you’re a biter,” I said under my breath. “That feels good,” I said in encouragement.

He continued suckling on my right breast while his hand played with my other boob.

After a while he sat up and moved between my legs. I eagerly spread them and he asked me to take off my panties. I lifted my hips and he helped me slide them off.

He began by tracing my outer lips. He let his finger just barely slide between them to gather my wetness and moved it near my clit. He started rubbing in slow, small circles, barely grazing my clit, but stimulating it all the same.

My hips began to naturally rock against him, my kegels clinching and releasing in anticipation of needing to be filled. He kept up with the gentle circles for a good long while, his touch light enough to make me crave more, but not so rough that I get overstimulated. Every so often his finger would slide toward my opening, and when he did I lifted my hips into his hand, trying to take in his finger. I was going nuts (in every good way imaginable). I need him inside. I hinted without actually saying so.

“Every time you slide your finger down I keep waiting for you to slip it inside,” I said breathlessly. He had me panting and moaning in pure pleasure. He kind of chuckled to himself as he slid his finger inside my dripping wet pussy.

Immediately I clenched around him, making myself even tighter. I lifted my hips to try to take in more. He began a very rhythmic thrusting with his enveloped fingers and light circles on my clit. My whole body melted into him.

He kept a steady rhythm while finger fucking me. Out of the blue he asked the question I thought he would never ask.

“Do you want me to fuck you doggy style,”

“Yes, please,” I answered giddily.

I was sitting up and grabbing the condoms as soon as my pussy was free. I grabbed the first one from the bag and unwrapped it. I found the correct way to unroll it and began to place it on his throbbing cock. I got the condom past the head and it quit rolling. I started fumbling from my rustiness. He took it over and had trouble himself. We thought maybe it was inside out after all. He took it off to find it wasn’t.

We grabbed another one and tried again with much better success. My doggy style experience lacked. I asked him the best way for me to get. He suggested piling the pillows under my stomach to lift my ass up. I did just that and we had the usual (fun) awkwardness to get inside me that first time, learning how our bodies fit together.

I was so wet that he slid in easily. He took a firm hold of my hips and began to ride me. I grabbed onto the headboard bars. With each thrust I felt the pleasure flow through my entire body. He rode me good and hard. I needed it. His cock fit me like a dream.

“Oh, you’re cock feels so good inside me,” I told him between gasps of pleasure.

In between thrusts he managed a few light spanks across my ass, deepening my please.

“I’m gonna come,” he said under his breath.

His thrusts eventually got deeper and slower. I tightened my kegels around his penis and could feel the pulsating rush of his orgasm and I pulsed with him. We collapsed in a sweaty pool on my bed before we went to go clean up.

Hopefully, Soon

***Below is a post I wrote last April about a time J and I met up and things happened…and didn’t happen***

It had been a long week. Just when I was starting to forget about J and try to move on, I started missing him like crazy, missing the things we did, missing how well we fit together. I had just come home from doing errands Friday night when I opened Skype to see a wall of text form J.

Basically he was feeling better than he was and he wanted to give being friends a try. I messaged him immediately and got a response soon after. We chatted and made small talk. I asked if he would be interested in hanging out, chatting and watching movies that night. When he asked where I had in mind, I said he could come here or I could go there. He said coming here would be best.

I quickly cleaned my room while he stepped away from the computer to take a shower. When he was back I gave him directions. I met him outside and we walked to my door. I quickly introduced him to my roommate and her boyfriend before leading him to my room.

Once inside I shut the door and we hugged. It was a quick and awkward hug, neither of us knowing what to do or say next. We picked a movie and while I put it in, he took off his shoes and got comfy on my bed. I laid down next to him, and we spooned watching the movie, him being the big spoon.

It still amazes me how well we fit together. With as much emotional hell he puts me through when he disappears from my life, I feel so content and happy in his arms. I never want it to end.

Throughout the movie we just layed there, his hand moving up and down my side and hip. I smiled at his touch, enjoying the feel of his hand on me. I turned my head around and smiled up at him. He smiled back and leaned down to kiss me. I aimed my lips upward to meet his. Our lips lingered for a second then split away.

I felt him scoot closer, as close as we could be since we were already spooning. He pulled me close to him and I snuggled in comfortably against his chest. He leaned up and whispered in my ear.

“Can I play with your boobs?” he asks,

“Of course,” I say, leaning back so that my cleavage was exposed.

Slowly he reached out a hand and started massaging and rubbing my breasts. First my right, then my left, then both. My breathing got deeper, and I watched his face, loving the way he smiled and bit his lip nervously. I leaned up and we kissed again, this time letting our tongues touch and gently massage each other.

I arched my back and he pulled me closer to him, getting a bit rougher with my tits. He asked if we could take off my bra. Immediately I sat up and unhooked the back and slid the straps out through my sleeves, the tossing it across the room. I lay back and he lifted my shirt so that my tits were exposed. He grinned and leaned down to let his mouth explore them.

I reached my hands up and wrapped them around him, scratching his back, sliding my hands up his neck and running my fingers through his hair. As his mouth explored my chest, his hands explored my legs and hips.

“I love your legs,” he said under his breath, just loud enough for me to hear.

By this time I am facing him, our hands exploring each other. I had my hand on his leg and slowly moved it to his noticeable erection. I traced the tip with my index finger, then took it with my finger tips and moved them up. I moved my hands up to his belt and started to undo it. He moved my hands and quickly undid the belt himself, then his jeans button. I pulled down his zipper and rubbed his cock from the outside of his boxers.

He moaned softly and I took that as encouragement. I removed my hand and started to pull his pants off. He arched his back and they came off easily. Next we undid my pants and I tossed them aside. We were now just in our shirts and underwear.

I put my hand in his boxers and wrapped my hand around his cock. It felt so good in my hands, but I wanted it in my mouth. I pulled down his boxers and looked up at him. I knew he had never had a blowjob before, so I wanted to tread carefully.

“Do you want me to suck it?” I asked sweetly.

“If you would like,” he replied nervously. That was all I needed to hear.

I moved myself down so that I could curl up next to his cock. I took my time, not wanting it to be too intense. I began by licking the tip with my tongue, then slowly lowering my lips around it. Massaging my tongue around his shaft I worked my magic. I knew that if I gave good enough head, he would come back for more, preferably sooner, rather than later.

I was slow at my rhythm of bobbing my head up and down, circling his cock with my tongue. I heard him moan a little louder this time, then things like, “Oh my God,” and “That feels amazing.” Once I had a good rhythm and I felt like he was ready, I started bobbing a little bit faster, this time adding suckage.

I looked up and smiled at him, taking his cock in my hand and jerk it for a bit to give my neck and jaw a small break. When I sat up, he sat up well and kissed me more, our tongues exploring again. He leaned me back onto the bed and got between my legs, grinning wide.

He took his cock and began to rub the head on the wetness of my panties. Just feeling that, the floodgates opened. I got so much more wetter and my pussy ached to have him inside me. I was so ready for him. I lifted my hips up, to try and get more of him, even though my panties prevented him from getting any more inside me.

“Do you want me to get a condom?” I asked excitedly.

“Sure,” he said, smiling.

I reached into my drawer next to me and pulled one out. I opened it and took it out, determining which way it rolled down. As I began to put it on, I started to notice difficulty. At first I thought it just wasn’t rolling from being inside out, but then I realized that he was losing stiffness. I felt horrible for the guy, and wasn’t quite sure what to do. I finally just stopped and threw the condom in the trash.

“I don’t think I’m ready,” he said sadly.

“That’s okay, no worries. I am sorry if I went to far,” I said awkwardly, the pit of my stomach dropping, knowing he would probably leave soon now, not knowing when I will see him again.

“Let’s just cuddle some more and finish the movie,” he said.

We went back to cuddling, but no more petting. We didn’t lay as closely, though we were still spooning. I was incredibly horny, and all I wanted was dick in me. I tried to forget about it, hoping that my gut was wrong about him disappearing again soon.

Before the movie ended he sat up. He said he was tired from working all day and wanted to go home. We got dressed and hugged and kissed one last time as I walked him outside.

It has been a month now since, I have last seen him, but I have heard from him twice. The first time he sent me a dick pic, telling me he was thinking of me sucking it. A week later he sent me a text asking to hang out. He ended up cancelling on me and I haven’t heard from him since. That was a week and a half ago. I can only hope that I hear from him soon.

Sweet Awakening (The End of a Dry Spell)

Last week September, I had just gotten in bed and was just settling down for sleep when I got a text. It was from D and I hadn’t heard from him in over a year. He asked me how I had been and I told him that I was ok, just been having a lot of ups and downs. When I asked how he was, he said that his girlfriend and him had just broke up and he needed a friend to hang out with.

We made plans for him to come over that afternoon, with me texting him directions. When he came over, we went to my bed and sat down to catch up on the last year. I told him it had been one year, one month, and eighteen days since I last had sex, which was with him. He was shocked and I explained my thoughts and theories on the situation.

Eventually we were done catching up and it got kind of quiet. I remembered my tattoo and said, “Ooo, I got a tattoo.” He asked where and I pointed to my right shoulder blade. He told me to take off my shirt so he could see. I was feeling a little bit shy, so I only adjusted my shirt to make the tattoo visible.

When he saw it, he wrapped his arms around me and starting kissing and nibbling my neck. I turned around to face him and we embraced each other in a hug and started to make out. I swear I forgot how to kiss. I felt so unsure of myself and hesitant, so afraid of being too sloppy.

Before things got too heavy, I opened up my top dresser drawer and pulled out my condom bag. I set it down and went back to kissing D. He pulled me back towards the bed and laid me down, kissing me all over. His hands wandered toward my tits, massaging my breasts. He got between me, spreading my legs open and started rubbing my legs, kissing and nibbling all over.

He reached up and undid my button and zipper. I lifted my hips and he pulled my pants off. He left my panties on for a minute and started rubbing my pussy through them. He then slipped a finger inside and rubbed my wetness all over my now dripping cunt.

The panties didn’t stay on long. Before I knew it, he was between my legs, expertly licking my clit. It was a nice surprise, since he has never done that with me before. It felt good, very relaxing. He did this for a good five minutes, then pulled his face up to lean up and kiss me some more.

He stood up and walked over to where my face was on the bed. “I am sorry to be so forward,” he said, as he whipped out his massive hard cock and brought it to my mouth.

I may have felt rusty when it came to my kissing, but taking his dick in my mouth came naturally. It was like riding a bike. Once you learn you never forget. I pulled his foreskin down a bit and lightly circled my tongue around his cock. Once I got his head nice and wet, I lowered my lips down and slid him inside inch my inch, all the while swirling my tongue around him.

I slowly bobbed my head up and down until I got a good rhythm and picked up the pace. I massaged with my tongue while I sucked, taking his cock in and out of my mouth. I got so wet hearing his moans, hearing him tell me how much he missed my mouth and my expert tongue.

Unfortunately, my jaw was badly out of practice and it only took a few minutes for my jaw to cramp up and lock. I was sad to have to stop so soon. I sat up and took his cock by hand and started jacking him off. He leaned down and kissed me some more. He leaned me back and stripped. While he did I sat up to grab the condoms.

I took one out and unwrapped it, slowly and carefully guiding it up his cock, making sure to leave room at the top for a reservoir  tip. I leaned back and he got between my legs. He grabbed his cock and moved towards my slit with it, collecting my juices and moving them up to my clit. He rubbed my clit with the tip of his cock, getting it nice and wet.

When he finally slid in, I gasped. After not having sex in so long, my pussy was so tight. Luckily I was wet enough that there were no complications. He slowly slid in and out, until he had a good rhythm. Once he had a good rhythm, he pounded my pussy hard. I cannot tell you how good he felt.

When he felt close he would slow down and kiss me. Once he calmed down he would go back to fucking me hard. I wrapped my legs around him, trying to get him to fill me more. I moaned and scratched my fingernails down his back.

Eventually, my sweet pussy got the best of him and he told me he was cumming. I muttered some explicit things, telling him to fill me, to cum for me. He came for me, and it was great.

We cleaned ourselves up and chatted for a bit longer. Sadly I had to get a nap before work, so he went home. I don’t think I slept, but it was well worth it. That day was a sweet awakening to getting my sexy back.

Curiosity with Pee

It started with just a curiosity of wanting to aim a guy’s dick while he pissed. I finally got the chance one day with D after we had sex. He asked if I wanted to and I jumped at the chance. I felt awkward as hell as I did it, but I enjoyed it. I loved watching the stream come out, starting slow by dribbling out, then a steady flow, until it ended by dribbling out again. I shook it a few times for effect, all the while thinking of the expression “Shake it more than twice you are playing with it.”

I started looking up porn of guys peeing. I found it incredibly hot to see the guy whip his dick out, aim, and flow. I got incredibly turned on when I watched them put their dicks away. I wasn’t sure why, but I wanted to see more.

I started searching for blogs that talked about play with pee. I got turned on just reading them, thinking about the idea of a warm stream hitting me, soaking me. I then found a post talking about male pee desperation. I did more searching for porn and found a video of a guy trying to hold it in, struggling and moaning. Short bursts of piss would come out of his dick and you could hear more moaning and profanities.

Throughout the video his dick would bounce around as he squeezed his PC muscles to hold it in. I got so wet seeing that. Eventually he can’t hold it anymore and he just lets go. As soon as he lets go, I come hard and fast. It took me years to get to squirt again, but I do when I watch these videos.

I have a lot of gay golden shower videos bookmarked. I still get a little squicked out when I see someone drinking the piss, but I love to watch that hot stream come out. I especially love piss and bukkake together.

I have yet to be pissed on, and at this point I would only want it to happen with the right person and in the shower (so that there is no mess), but I definitely want it to happen.

Birthday Sex

Eight days before my birthday and I could not stop thinking about how horny I was and how long it had been since the last time I had sex. It had been over 5 months and I missed it. I became determined to have sex on or near my birthday.

I spent a couple days thinking about it, and decided to text D, even though we hadn’t spoken in months because he has been so busy. I may have sounded a little bit blunt in my message:

Me: I have the 9th-17th off from work and my birthday is the 14th. Any of those days do you think we could hang out, even possibly have sex? I would love to give you a bj.

Him: Maybe, let me check my schedule

Me: Lol, sorry if that seemed a bit blunt.

Him: Lol, it’s fine, good to know your intentions

We chatted a bit back and forth, talking about how the other one was doing, what we’ve been up to. A few texts later he went to bed.

A few days later he texted me about this coming Saturday night. I said I was free and he asked me to come over to his place around 9:30 and bring condoms. I couldn’t help but have a small hope that things would turn into another threesome with his roommate, though I was happy with the idea of just him.

Saturday morning was finally here and he texted me. He said he had a fun idea for that night and to show up at his work instead. I was a bit nervous the rest of the day, stomach doing somersaults every time I tried to guess what he had in mind. I guessed that he either wanted to have sex outside in the woods around his workplace or even inside his work. Scary, paranoid thoughts crossed my mind all day.

I was getting antsy the longer I waited, trying to kill time. I took a shower, brushed and flossed my teeth, shaved, rinsed and dried off, slowly got dressed (taking pics while I did so for your viewing pleasure). It was finally time to go.

As I was about 5 minutes away (and right on time), he texted me to let me know he was all set up. The road was dark and I was having a hard time judging where his work might be, but eventually I saw it and pulled up in time before passing it. He told me to follow his car. We drove about 30 feet, behind the building and came up to an old, abandoned looking house.

We parked our cars, turned them off, and got out. He said that this was the house he was working on in his spare time. The first thing he did was come up and give me a hug, then began kissing me the way I love to be kissed; lots of sucking on my bottom lip. After a few great seconds of kissing he led me to the porch where there was a lit candle waiting. He picked up the candle and opened the door, letting me go first so that I had light to see my way. Once we stepped inside he said that my surprise was up stairs and pointed the way, holding the candle so that I could see.

As I climbed the stairs I was reminded of a movie I used to love as a kid (and still do) called Teen Witch. In the movie there is a scene where she goes on a hike with her crush and they end up at an abandoned house that has candles lighting the way up the stairs to a bedroom with a mat in the middle. The room was lined with candles and the couple made love. Obviously as a (pre)teen movie, they did not show anything graphic, but it was obvious what they were doing.

Everything seemed so identical, minus the candlelit stairs, the hike, and the “couple.” D followed closely behind me and asked me what I thought. I said I loved it and told him about how it reminded me of that movie. He said he wanted to make it memorable, since I mentioned my birthday was approaching.

The chatting didn’t last long, as I was soon in his arms, kissing each other, nibbling on our necks and running our hands over each other. I felt his hard cock press into me and I reached down and stroked the massive bulge in his jeans.

He gently eased me onto the makeshift mat/sofa seat. Once I was sitting down and comfortable he pulled his huge cock out of his pants for me to suck. The place I was sitting was the perfect height to let me suck him for a long time comfortably without any neck strain.

I sucked for at least 10-15 minutes, varying my rhythm, pace, and sucking. I wrapped my left hand around the base and put my right hand around the back of his thigh, pulling him somewhat closer. I went from licking around his head to taking as much of his cock as I could into my mouth. Every so often I would lift my eyes to see the look of pleasure on his face.

Eventually he pulled me up and we started kissing and nibbling some more, all the while getting our shirts off. He began to feel my tits, then pulling them out of their cups in the negligee I was wearing to suck on my nipples. It amazed me how much sensation I felt, since before the piercings I used to feel nothing. He went from my right tit to my left and sucked on it, massaging with his hand the breast that was not in his mouth.

Eventually all his clothes were off and I was just in my negligee and thong. I grabbed the condoms out of my purse (they were in a tupperware to prevent breakdown) and set them to the side for later. He sat down on an edge of seat and pulled me down to him where he wrapped his arm around me to kiss some more. He ran his hand up my leg and began rubbing his fingers on my crotch, eventually pulling the thong aside and fingering me while rubbing my wetness over my clit.

D scooted back on the makeshift bed and layed down, his cock completely exposed and asked me to “give him some more of that great head.” I was more than happy to do so and sat down at the end and wrapping my left hand around him again. Using my right hand for support, I bent my head down and went back to work.

I started by licking the tip of his head, then slowly took his cock into my mouth inch by inch. I started a slow bob of my head, then once I had a good rhythm, I sped up, all the while massaging my tongue onto his base. I practiced trying to relax my throat to take in more of him, but I couldn’t hold it for very long. I went back to licking, sucking, and massaging with my tongue.

After another good ten minutes and trying to not kill my wrist that was supporting me, I changed positions. While doing so he sat up and kissed me more, this time exploring my mouth with his tongue. I rubbed my tongue along his, taking in his hungry kisses. Once I was settled in my position, I went back to sucking his cock.

This position was not as comfortable as the last, and my left wrist felt weaker than my right, making it harder to support myself with it. I ignored the lack of comfort and put the most I have ever put into a blowjob, not knowing when the next time might be that I have a cock in my mouth. I relished in hearing his moans of encouragement, looking up at him when he made a sound.

With probably a good 30-45 minutes of sucking all together, it was time to have sex. He stood up and helped me up so that I could get out of my thong. We decided that he would get me warmed up by being on top first, then we would switch. While he stood in front of my I slid the condom on.

I leaned back on the makeshift bed and he climbed on top. My legs naturally wrapped around him as he slid his cock into my now very wet pussy. He started with slow thrusts, but quickly sped up. It felt so good having him inside me, pounding my pussy. He had to keep slowing down to pace himself, since I got him so worked up with that blowjob.

Each thrust landed deep inside me and I felt it in my cervix because of his size. There was more pleasure than hurt though, as each hit made me clench tighter, feeling closer and closer to a climax. I felt myself building, but I just could not reach that peak.

Eventually D reached his climax, even with him pacing himself. I told him how good that was, we got dressed, toured the rest of the house, chatted a bit more, then went our seperate ways after one last hug and kiss.

I treated this sex like it was the last time for a long time. I have no idea when I will do anything again, but I am ok with that. This was definitely a memorable enough experience that I will be sexually satisfied for a while. D said that when he is done with the house then he will have more time to hang out. That will be nice, but he’s still got a lot to do.

Either way, this goes down in my mind as one of the best experiences I have ever had. Thanks D!

Cold Hot Cold – Part 1

**I have been debating on whether or not to write this. In the beginning I never did want to write about it, let alone share it because it was so special and personal to me. This post and a later post (may be the next post, or many posts down the road) are the first time Will and I did things sexually. Please note, he was quite new to all things sexual, so some things he says are quite inexperienced.**
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I wore my brand new red negligee under my clothes, with plans of wearing it as my “pajamas.” Will had been staying over every Sunday night for the past few weeks, and the week before we said “I love you” for the first time. Will always slept in his clothes (though he admitted that he slept naked when he was alone) and I slept in a t-shirt and pajama bottoms.

That night before bed, I did my normal getting ready in the bathroom (brushing teeth, peeing) and skipped the changing. I slipped out of my clothes when I went back into my room and shut the door. Will had changed into the shorts I had talked him into bringing over.

I climbed into bed and gave him a cuddling hug, him resting on his back, me on my right side with my left arm holding onto him around the waist. We began kissing slowly, softly. I was expecting him to pull away at any moment like he normally does, but instead his kisses got deeper, more urgent. I felt him move my arm a little lower, down towards his hip. As we kissed, the lower I felt my arm being nudged by him.

So used to things not being sexual between us, I was shocked when he gave my arm one final shove so that my hand was resting on his hard cock. I heard him take in a deep breath and whisper that I was the first to go there.

Shocked, excited, and cautious all at the same time, I began to rub the crotch of his shorts, feeling all of his hard cock and balls. I was not sure how long he would be in the mood, and I wanted to get as much as I could.

“You know, the sequins on your outfit are scratching my chest,” he said suddenly.

“So should I take it off?” I asked.

“Yes, please,” he answered.

I hated to take my hand away from my newly acquired package, but I sat up anyways and  lifted off my top, wearing only the matching thong. As soon as I laid back down next to him he began feeling me all over, though never going below my waist.

“Mmm, thank you. You are so soft. It feels nice. Now, would you like me to take mine off?” he asked me quietly.

“Yes, I would,” I replied eagerly.

He wasted no time in taking off his shorts. I was unsure still if it was okay to touch him. I didn’t want to do anything he wasn’t comfortable with. He answered my unasked questions by putting my hand back on his still hard cock. He still had is underwear on!

A little surprised, even though I still had my thong on, I rubbed him outside of the cloth a bit, then got gutsy and slowly slid my hand inside his briefs and wrapped my hand around him. Oh, he felt nice. It had been months since I felt a nice hard cock. I began feeling it all over, trying to get a picture in my mind of it since we were in the dark.

“Ahh, here, let me get rid of those,” he said and slid his underwear down. I decided to do the same for my thong.

We were now completely naked. I moved my hand back to his cock and felt everywhere. He began to moan softly as I slowly started to jerk him off. When his breathing picked up, I asked if he would like me to suck on it. He said sure.

I lowered the covers and myself so that my mouth was at his cock. I slowly took him in, inch by inch, swirling my tongue around the head. I heard a sharp intake of breath from him and lifted my head up to ask if he was ok. Apparently my tongue made him too sensitive, so I lowered my mouth onto him again, this time careful not to use tongue.

Just as I was starting to get a good rhythm of bobbing my head up and down, I am covered by blankets. He threw the blankets over me, making it hard to breath and move. I tried to wiggle out of them, but he just kept pulling them over me. It started to feel way too hot under there. Eventually I stopped and crawled out from under the blankets to lay next to him. I told him the blankets made it harder to do that. He said he lost the mood and that we should sleep.

He rolled over and did just that, while I lay there irritated and horny. Horny because my sexual side was allowed to finally come out and I felt like that door was slammed in my face. Irritated because he was always so hot and cold about things.